I'm putting my soapbox away today.
I want to wish everyone a very happy, healthy and safe Thanksgiving. Eat, drink and be merry today for tomorrow we diet.
Enjoy your day.
Thursday, November 26, 2015
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
THE REFUGEES
I've been thinking a lot about the coming influx of Syrian refugees. It seems that so many of them are young men and not families. I've been wondering why they are leaving their country and not staying to fight for it.
Many of our governors are refusing to allow them into their states fearing that they cannot be properly vetted. But the president claims that it will be OK. I cannot understand why the president is forcing us to take them when we can least afford more people on government assistance. They wouldn't be able to work since there are not many jobs available and they should be for our own people. Where would they live? Would they assimilate? Or would they just stay with their own people and then pose a threat when they become dissatisfied with America.
I think I have come up with a solution. It starts with the president. When he was senator from Illinois, he bought a large house in Chicago. That house is not being used and will be vacant until January 2017 (if all goes well). Here's my message to the president, "Mr. President, why don't you admit enough refugees to fill your house in Chicago?" That would give you an opportunity to truly lead.
That would show your compassion for these unfortunate people. Then maybe those who are in favor of admitting all those young refugees would also open their homes to them and those of us who are apprehensive about all those refugees would not have to worry about them.
Mr. President lead by example and ask your friends and fellow politicians to open their homes so that these refugees can be welcomed here and have a safe place to stay.
Many of our governors are refusing to allow them into their states fearing that they cannot be properly vetted. But the president claims that it will be OK. I cannot understand why the president is forcing us to take them when we can least afford more people on government assistance. They wouldn't be able to work since there are not many jobs available and they should be for our own people. Where would they live? Would they assimilate? Or would they just stay with their own people and then pose a threat when they become dissatisfied with America.
I think I have come up with a solution. It starts with the president. When he was senator from Illinois, he bought a large house in Chicago. That house is not being used and will be vacant until January 2017 (if all goes well). Here's my message to the president, "Mr. President, why don't you admit enough refugees to fill your house in Chicago?" That would give you an opportunity to truly lead.
That would show your compassion for these unfortunate people. Then maybe those who are in favor of admitting all those young refugees would also open their homes to them and those of us who are apprehensive about all those refugees would not have to worry about them.
Mr. President lead by example and ask your friends and fellow politicians to open their homes so that these refugees can be welcomed here and have a safe place to stay.
Saturday, November 7, 2015
Burnie
Hi all, Burnie here. Not much going on these days. I notice the days are getting shorter, makes it much easier for me to nap, there's not too much sun to wake me up.
Mom is still giving me those horrible shots every day, twice a day. I wish she'd stop, it disturbs my sleep, but she says I have to get them forever. Oh well.
We did have a little excitement the other day. Crash was sleeping on one of the half-walls we have, this one is between the kitchen and living room. She likes to go up there, it's right near the lamp and she likes to "sun" herself there. I don't really know how it happened, she was either cleaning herself or she rolled over in her sleep, but she fell off the wall. On the way down to the floor, she hit the lamp, the telephone and the end table and then the floor.
She had a little trouble walking for awhile, almost like she was going in a circle. She looked really funny, I got a chuckle out of it. Finally someone who walks funny besides me.
The next day, mom took Crash to my vet. She was supposed to go there for a regular check-up anyway, but they had to check her out because of her fall. They did the usual blood work and then Crash decided she had enough. She did not want the doctor to check her heart or weigh her. The doctor's assistant grabbed Crash's fur around her neck so the doctor could check her heart.
Then the doctor did a funny thing - she weighed our carrier. It weighs 14 pounds, no wonder mom would like to use the smaller one, but both Crash and I don't like it and won't go in. Then the doctor put Crash in the carrier and weighed both of them, then she subtracted the weight of the empty carrier from the full carrier and decided that Crash weighs about 8 1/2 pounds. She lost a lot of weight since I got sick. I'm not supposed to eat dry food, so mom doesn't put it out for either of us.
I guess that's about all for our adventures this week. Let's see what adventures we will have next week. By the way, Crash didn't really get hurt when she fell.
Mom is still giving me those horrible shots every day, twice a day. I wish she'd stop, it disturbs my sleep, but she says I have to get them forever. Oh well.
We did have a little excitement the other day. Crash was sleeping on one of the half-walls we have, this one is between the kitchen and living room. She likes to go up there, it's right near the lamp and she likes to "sun" herself there. I don't really know how it happened, she was either cleaning herself or she rolled over in her sleep, but she fell off the wall. On the way down to the floor, she hit the lamp, the telephone and the end table and then the floor.
She had a little trouble walking for awhile, almost like she was going in a circle. She looked really funny, I got a chuckle out of it. Finally someone who walks funny besides me.
The next day, mom took Crash to my vet. She was supposed to go there for a regular check-up anyway, but they had to check her out because of her fall. They did the usual blood work and then Crash decided she had enough. She did not want the doctor to check her heart or weigh her. The doctor's assistant grabbed Crash's fur around her neck so the doctor could check her heart.
Then the doctor did a funny thing - she weighed our carrier. It weighs 14 pounds, no wonder mom would like to use the smaller one, but both Crash and I don't like it and won't go in. Then the doctor put Crash in the carrier and weighed both of them, then she subtracted the weight of the empty carrier from the full carrier and decided that Crash weighs about 8 1/2 pounds. She lost a lot of weight since I got sick. I'm not supposed to eat dry food, so mom doesn't put it out for either of us.
I guess that's about all for our adventures this week. Let's see what adventures we will have next week. By the way, Crash didn't really get hurt when she fell.
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
Presidential Demeanor
I just saw an excerpt of a speech the president gave yesterday in NYC. It was obviously a partisan crowd. The comments that particularly bothered me centered around the recent CNBC debate debacle.
President Obama was mocking statements that a certain candidate would be tough with Putin and China and that he, the president, was weak. He then proceeded to wonder how any of the candidates would be able to take on our enemies when they couldn't handle the CNBC moderators.
I guess he missed the part of the debate where Ted Cruz took on the moderators for their divisive personal questions, rather than asking questions that would show the candidates' possible solutions to our many, many problems. I guess he also missed the part where Chris Christie told the moderators that there were more serious issues facing our country than fantasy football.
My reaction to the president's speech yesterday? When you have no solutions to problems, you mock those who are trying to solve the problems.
President Obama was mocking statements that a certain candidate would be tough with Putin and China and that he, the president, was weak. He then proceeded to wonder how any of the candidates would be able to take on our enemies when they couldn't handle the CNBC moderators.
I guess he missed the part of the debate where Ted Cruz took on the moderators for their divisive personal questions, rather than asking questions that would show the candidates' possible solutions to our many, many problems. I guess he also missed the part where Chris Christie told the moderators that there were more serious issues facing our country than fantasy football.
My reaction to the president's speech yesterday? When you have no solutions to problems, you mock those who are trying to solve the problems.
Monday, November 2, 2015
Halloween
I've been exonerated.
When my sons were young and went trick or treating I always took their "loot" and examined it closely. I took out all the unwrapped or sloppily wrapped candy and they generously gave me whatever they didn't like.
Now, this is why so many of my friends felt that I was a cruel mother. I told them that they could have only three pieces each night and I had possession of their bags. It was their bedtime treat. Eventually they got bored and forgot all about the candy.
This past Sunday I was watching Sunday House Call on Fox News. One of the doctors, I don't remember which one suggested rationing the candy, allowing the children 3 or 4 pieces a day.
See, everybody who thought I was cruel to my children, I WAS RIGHT!!
When my sons were young and went trick or treating I always took their "loot" and examined it closely. I took out all the unwrapped or sloppily wrapped candy and they generously gave me whatever they didn't like.
Now, this is why so many of my friends felt that I was a cruel mother. I told them that they could have only three pieces each night and I had possession of their bags. It was their bedtime treat. Eventually they got bored and forgot all about the candy.
This past Sunday I was watching Sunday House Call on Fox News. One of the doctors, I don't remember which one suggested rationing the candy, allowing the children 3 or 4 pieces a day.
See, everybody who thought I was cruel to my children, I WAS RIGHT!!
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